Most of the people here are somewhat different from the regular Tang Army, and the people who were assigned to the frontier, although they are now considered Northern Tang Dynasty soldiers and have been assigned to the same army, they are always outsiders.

As soon as they came here, they heard the sound of the piano every night, and they didn't know what it was all about, but they wouldn't bother.

Since the sound of the qin every night exists, it means that the troops of Li Xianyue, the king of Jin, allowed it to exist.

It wasn't until today that the piano tone had changed so many places and arrived here, so close, that they no longer ignored it.

It was useless to look at Guan Kuo, who was sitting next to the old man, and the unhappiness on his face was very strong.

Seeing that others are unhappy, you don't need too many reasons, unhappy is unhappy, even if it is not Guan Kuo who plays the piano, even if the sound of the piano is allowed by His Royal Highness King Jin, he is unhappy.

He was extremely unhappy when he saw Guan Kuo swaggering next to the person who played the piano like this now.

Guan Kuo glanced at him and stopped looking.

He knew that he was useless now, and he would not beat him or scold him, because the two of them had stopped talking, so why should he care about the unhappiness of others?

He lowered his eyes when he saw that the people who had come out of the tent were pointing at him.

In the past few days, after the propaganda of those people in his camp who have a good relationship with uselessness, he has long been hacked into a model of bad brains, plus he rarely talks about things that are not very meaningful with other people in the camp, so everyone has a very bad impression of him, although Guan Kuo has no interaction with those people except on the battlefield, and he does not need that kind of braggadocio interaction.

"Old Wu, that fool has started again." A man laughed at the useless words.

Useless sneered and didn't speak. Now, he doesn't talk to Guan Kuo, and he doesn't want to talk about anything about Guan Kuo.

He stared at the old man for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched contemptuously, and then he turned around and entered the camp with disdain:

"Pretending to #, two guys pretending to be #."

Guan Kuo glanced at the old man.

He saw that the old man's gaze was flat, and he just watched everyone's movements equally, but he didn't even have half an emotional change.

There is a universe in the heart, and it is natural to tolerate birds and beasts.

"Such an old fellow, it seems that he can't fight anymore, if he doesn't go back to farming, he will play the piano and music here, is he sick?" A man kicked a pebble at his feet, smiled at the next word, and soon got a similar echo.

Their voices were relatively slight, but they were clearly in Guan Kuo's ears.

He looked at the old man again.

In his ears, the sound of the piano was still the same, without the slightest disturbance, and the old man's eyes seemed to be only looking ahead, but Guan Kuo knew that what he saw was over the entire military camp, the north of the Tang Dynasty, and then the whole world.

I don't need the approval of others, my piano is here, I am here, and there is a person next to me here, it is enough.

Guan Kuo felt shocked.

Perhaps no one but him could feel this shock, and even he himself wondered why he felt the shock from this old man who was already dying.

He had seen many powerful people, such as his father, but the one next to him was powerful, very different, very special, but very, very powerful.

Strong, the most important thing is the heart, when your heart is strong, it will naturally be strong.

It's just a red ying, it's a three-fold Yangguan.

Guan Kuo didn't even know when he ignored everyone around him.

The sound of the piano is everything.

Once at a certain time, a famous general was stuffed with Huqin pipa and Qiang flute on the side, and now, Guan Kuo has the sound of the piano around him.

The sound of the piano is in my ears, I forget about life and death for a while, and understand the true meaning of life.

Guan Kuo wandered in the boundless world of music, and his body seemed to melt.

He didn't know when the old man stopped playing the piano or left, but when he came back to his senses, he was the only one left, and those who found it boring had already entered the camp, and he didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

He smiled, feeling especially happy today, happy as never before.

He leaned down and drew a few fonts on the ground with stones, which looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

Today, he is very pleasing to the eye when he reads all the words.

In the tent, only Tie Shan Wu was still sitting there, and everyone else was already asleep, the guy looked at him with a smile and asked, "Today, I finally met the lover of my dreams?" ”

Guan Kuo's fluttering appearance instantly converged, and scolded: "You are perverted!?" ”

Tie Shan didn't care at all, and sighed: "Alas, looking at your proud appearance today, you know that when you come to the barracks, you forget about Her Royal Highness the Princess, and there is a new person, I really feel sad for Her Royal Highness the Princess!" ”

Guan Kuo ignored him anymore, knowing that although this guy didn't know what was going on and didn't come out to see, he must have known about the outside world, and now he was looking for scolding and didn't need to pay attention to it.

Tie Shan Wu tilted his head, as if he didn't want to end the topic like this, and continued: "Does the piano sound good? ”

Guan Kuo frowned, but he still replied in a not very good tone: "It's good." ”

He could hear the sneers of those in the tent who looked like they were asleep.

Tie Shan Wu stood up.

He walked towards Guan Kuo.

Seeing the face that came up, Guan Kuo took a step back and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

Tetsuyama Wu's smile instantly became a little inexplicable.

He stretched out his hand, patted Guan Kuo's shoulder, and said softly, "You've got good luck, Captain Horse." ”

Guan Kuo was confused, he didn't know what he meant at all, so he frowned: "The battle you fought during the day today, shouldn't you be stupid by the abrupt people?" ”

The corners of Tie Shan Wu's mouth were slightly hooked.

"Can ordinary people go around playing the piano with impunity? You idiot! ”

His hand squeezed heavily on Guan Kuo's shoulder, affecting Guan Kuo's injury, and a dirty word sounded in the tent.

Iron Mountain turned around and left.

It's just that Guan Kuo after the swear words was a little stunned......

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The "friendship" between them is special.

It's been five days, and every night at this time, the old man will come over with the guqin on his back, play three tunes, and leave silently after playing.

For so many nights, the old man no longer changed places, and every day he would come to Guan Kuo, who was waiting there early, and sit down next to him.

Guan Kuo didn't know what was going on, but from the initial crampedness, it gradually became a matter of course.

Of course, he wanted to listen to the piano, and the old man naturally wanted to play the piano next to him.